The Trophy
I held it up like an academy award Oscar. See HERE.
Joe and I kayaked out to Shell Island in Marco Island, Florida
We felt like winners when Joe pulled out this prize from the gulf bay.
We had to put it back because it was occupied, but there were plenty of shells that were empty.
I felt like we were hauling away a hoard of loot. My feet are still sore from walking on shells.
Shells were once used for money in some Native American tribes.
Back on land, or should I say sand, I made a young friend who was into shells as much as I was.
Still winning, we caught another sweet sunset, a perfect end to a perfect day. – More on our Naples/Marco Island vacation HERE.